Essel’s Pov
Where are we headed? I inquired of Michael for what felt like the hundredth time.
The following day, Michael was driving me to an undisclosed location. He had not provided any information, and instead of heading home, he opted for an alternate route.
When I pressed him about our destination, he merely stated that we were going somewhere, yet he declined to disclose where that might be.
"You will find out soon enough," was his reply.
"I fail to see why I must accompany you," I responded.
"Because it will be wonderful," he asserted, as though that sufficiently addressed my concern.
I crossed my arms and gazed ahead. "Then why won't you tell me? You are being quite unkind."
Michael glanced at me briefly before laughing softly. "I know."
After a period of quiet driving, du
